His & Hers For Christmas
My husband asked me the other day what he and I should get ourselves for Christmas. right away I said, new washer and dryer. Yup, I’ve been thinking long and hard about this and I do want a new washer and dryer. I’m sick and tired of listening to my old noisy washer and dryer. I already can’t stand doing laundry. Noisy washer and dryer are not helping the situation.
Hubby agreed but he added that we should get a new bed too. We really should. Maybe we’d tell our kids that they’re getting squat this Christmas so they don’t have to listen to a noisy washer and dryer and Mommy and Daddy could sleep comfortably in their new bed too. This could also be a gift for the littler girl actually since she loves sleeping in our bed anyway. Hmm, let’s see how the kids will react. I should set the video camera up in the corner.
Then I thought about a new wedding rings set. Perhaps an artcarved wedding bands. See, back in New York some years ago, we had a party at our house then the day after that party my husband discovered that his wedding band was missing. Yeah, do the Math. We actually have a set that match, even my engagement ring. But once we’ve accepted that the ring was gone after turning our house upside down yet the band still was nowhere to be found, my husband bought a wide silver band that fits his personality. It’s actually cool. I think he has had 3 wide silver wedding bands since then.
He bought me a new diamond set on our 12th year anniversary but I wouldn’t mind getting us a new set sometime too. Chances are though that I would probably have to wait for new rings coz all I really want for Christmas is a new washer and dryer and new bed. Yup, rings can wait. Maybe for our 15th anniversary.
It’s Like, We’re So connected
My friend Star posted a picture of her Sonic Pumpkin Pie Shake in Facebook and I almost licked my screen monitor dry. I realized my monitor is dusty so I decided to just make a mental note to tell my husband when he gets home from school that the next time we head out to town where there is Sonic, we MUST try the pumpkin pie shake.
He got home, we ate dinner, he checked out stuff online while I continued to watch a marathon of Criminal Minds. I’ve totally forgotten about the pumpkin pie shake. I was concentrating on helping the FBI solve another rape and murder case. Yah know, Criminal Minds.
Puzzle Time W/ Tinkerbell
One of the birthday gifts my daughter received was a 200-piece puzzle of Tinkerbell. So she and I started working on it until Spots started biting the mesh from her dress. She got so irritated she left me with the puzzle alone.
I had a hard time doing the edges. I didn’t expect the pieces to be so small. Although if this was a puzzle of one of the picturesque views of branson real estate at pinnshores.com, I probably would have a harder time with the size of the puzzle pieces.
Wait ‘Till I Tell You What I Did This Weekend
Hmmm, actually, let me just show you first…
Hubs and I had a Margarita Night this past Saturday. Well, not just Margarita of course since a Tequila bottle was there too to make the margaritas so, yah know…
Sometimes I Can’t Hear…
It seems like I’m doing a “Sometimes” series.
Sometimes, Compromising Is Better Than Talking
Sometimes, She Lets Me Play W/ Her Hair
I swear, I’m not doing a Sometimes series nor am I doing this intentionally. I’m just not that creative in titles.
My right ear is bad. I always use my left ear when talking to someone on the phone. But it’s not that bad where I have to see a specialist or couldn’t function on a daily basis. Or so I thought.
This morning…
Larger Than Life
So yesterday I started singing to BSB’s hit song Larger Than Life. My husband didn’t like it so he rudely told me to shut it. To quote him, “Shussss Dex” were his exact words. So I decided to post this in my Facebook status:
I was told to "Shusss Dex" while singing a BSB song. My husband is no fun. Hmmph… So I’ll sing it here.
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"All you people can’t you see, can’t you see
How your love’s affecting our reality
Every time we’re down
You can make it right
And that makes you larger than life "
Sometimes, Compromising Is Better Than Talking
I was just telling someone the other day that one of the things that put marriages in trouble is when the husband and wife stop communicating. They’re too stressed out from their jobs, paying bills, kids, chores, etc, that everything becomes a daily routine. So it is always important that at the end of the day, a couple must find even just 20 minutes to just talk to each other. Right?
A few hours ago, I discovered that sometimes compromising is actually better than talking. Again, I said sometimes. Like when I was working on a post about Steve Madden wedges for Style and Flair. My husband heard me talking to a guy named “Steve.”
WIFE: C’mon “Steve”, that’s ugly.
HUBBY: Who are you talking to?
WIFE: No One. I’m just talking to myself about an ugly shoes.
HUBBY: Dexie, Dexie, why do you keep talking to yourself?
WIFE: ‘Coz I have no one else to talk to. Would you like me to talk to you instead?
HUBBY: Please Don’t.
WIFE: Alrighty Then!!!!
I’m not an expert in marriage but we’ve been married for 14 years and we’ve been through some heavy stuff along the way too so you know, I might have an advise here and there that could help some other married couples out there too. Just sayin’… ![]()













